The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!-Chapter 92: **An Unopened Lotus** [R18]

"You’re from Sword Peak?"

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Su Xiaobai’s grin faltered. That tone didn’t sound friendly. Still, he nodded cautiously.

"And the other one?"

Another hesitant nod.

Her expression darkened instantly. Sword Peak, huh? No wonder Zhao Tianxuan had sent these two. Killing them would be as suicidal as swallowing her own poison stash. If Su Xiaobai poked around, he’d find out his righteous master Bai Yujian—the fairy saint of Sword Peak—was actually infamous for hunting down enemies over spilled tea.

The other women exchanged confused glances, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing. They didn’t care about politics—they were here to get paid and get laid.

"What’s your relationship with Bai Yujian?" A’Jin’s lips curved into a dangerous smile.

Su Xiaobai stiffened. Was this woman about to drop some deep, dark grudge on him? Whatever it was, he already had a backup plan: rely on his invincible body to shield ’Little Su’ between his legs and sprint away as fast as possible.

But why not go big first?

With a wide grin, he puffed out his chest and bragged shamelessly. "One and only—her personal disciple and lover!" For extra points, he waved Bai Yujian’s token like a trophy.

"What...?" A’Jin’s sharp gaze wavered, momentarily stunned.

Su Xiaobai’s grin widened. Lying through his teeth? Easy. Bai Yujian would probably roll her eyes, but what she didn’t know wouldn’t kill her.

A’Jin rolled her eyes. Lover? Unlikely. But personal disciple? She cursed inwardly. Damn, can’t kill this one.

Su Xiaobai leaned in with his trademark shamelessness. "Now, what can you offer me for information?"

"Depends on the information," A’Jin replied icily, her patience hanging by a thread.

He pointed at his ’Little Su,’ grinning boldly. "How about polishing my sword of heavenly truth with your sharp tongue?"

"..."

Her face froze, completely blank.

Before she could explode, Su Xiaobai reached out and grabbed her shoulders.

The other women stiffened, ready to pounce, but relaxed when he leaned in close, whispering into her ear.

"!!"

"Is it true?" A’Jin’s emerald eyes gleamed with sudden interest. Her earlier annoyance was replaced by sharp curiosity.

"One hundred percent true," Su Xiaobai said confidently, his grin even wider now.

Of course, he’d just sold Yu Feng out, spilling her secret as a woman disguised as a man. Not like she wasn’t already exposed—he just gave A’Jin’s imagination a little nudge.

"What’s her purpose?" A’Jin leaned in, her earlier composure gone. Her chest brushed against Su Xiaobai’s, her lips hovering close to his, teasing him with her warmth.

Su Xiaobai didn’t hesitate, pulling her waist closer. A’Jin squirmed in his grasp, glaring at him like he’d crossed some forbidden line—but she didn’t push away.

His face twitched. Why do women always make everything so transactional?

"Tch." A’Jin clicked her tongue, leaning back slightly. The lead was incomplete, but useful. Her breath tickled his ear as she whispered, "Go and tell Zhao Tianxuan: ’When the dragon descends into the valley, the gathered wolves bare their fangs; the phoenix’s nest may soon face the storm.’"

"Huh?" Su Xiaobai blinked. A riddle? A secret code?

Smooch!

"You didn’t have full information—be happy with this," A’Jin said, planting a quick kiss on his stunned face before moving to pull away.

"Wait—" Su Xiaobai grabbed instinctively, but his hand caught her robe instead.

Tear! Tear!

The red fabric ripped, revealing her twin peaks, tightly bound by a cloth. Nestled snugly between them was a small purple vial.

Crack!

The vial shattered against Su Xiaobai’s chest, the shimmering liquid immediately soaking into his skin.

"You idiot!" A’Jin cursed, moving like lightning to swipe the shards away, but it was already too late.

"Huh?" Su Xiaobai’s brain short-circuited as the poison settled into him.

"What were you doing?!" A’Jin growled, her face red with panic. Without hesitation, she bent down and began licking his chest furiously.

Slurp... slurp...

Her tongue darted out like a frantic cat, trying to expel the poison.

"Ticklish!" Su Xiaobai yelped, squirming under her assault. The mixture of her frantic licks and soft curses left him torn between bewilderment and arousal.

"It’s too late..." A’Jin spat the last bit of liquid to the side, her face stormy with frustration.

"What the hell was that?" Su Xiaobai asked, his voice tinged with both confusion and panic.

The other women leaned closer, their earlier lustful gazes replaced by wide-eyed concern.

"That vial," A’Jin muttered bitterly, fixing her torn robe, "was poison. Enough to kill you a thousand times over."

Hiss~!

The women gasped, glancing at Su Xiaobai with pity.

"It reacts with Yang energy," A’Jin explained, glaring at him like he’d stolen her last shred of sanity. "It floods the body with Yin, destroying it from the inside out. I kept it there in case some beast tried to take liberties. Now, congratulations—you’re today’s unlucky fool."

Su Xiaobai’s face paled. The more she explained, the worse his expression became.

"Not good..." He muttered, beads of sweat rolling down his temples as he felt his body spiraling out of control. Death wasn’t just around—it was sitting on his chest, waiting to collect him.

"Of course, it’s not good." A’Jin snorted, her eyes cold. She gestured sharply to Rong Xin and Mei Lian, signaling them to prepare. Dispose of the body. Quietly.

The two nodded, their faces serious. Meanwhile, A’Jin issued a command through her jade slip. Release him. No need to blow Yu Feng’s cover yet—she’d let her little nephew handle that mess later.

"..."

But Su Xiaobai wasn’t focused on any of this. His body had turned into a pressure cooker of wild Yin Qi. His veins bulged; his breath came in sharp, uneven gasps; and Little Su—well, it had become ’Big Su,’ throbbing violently.

"Huh? First Sister, you didn’t give him an aphrodisiac, did you?" Rong Xin asked, her playful tone mixed with genuine curiosity as her gaze dipped lower.

A’Jin blinked, stunned by the sight. "Of course not!"

But even she faltered. What was happening to him? The poison wasn’t supposed to act this way—it overwhelmed with Yin, not… this. Yet Su Xiaobai’s body was devouring the Yin Qi, amplifying it until his eyes turned blood-red, and his Heavenly Pillar stood as if ready to split mountains.

SWOOSH!

"Ah!?" A’Jin gasped as Su Xiaobai grabbed her wrist, yanking her down.

Thud!

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She landed hard on the bed, her loose robe slipping from her shoulders, exposing her creamy skin.

"What the hell are you doing~!?" A’Jin snapped, her voice trembling with a mix of shock and anger.

The other women froze, their eyes wide as they watched Su Xiaobai’s beastly transformation.

Tear! Tear! Tear!

With unrestrained force, Su Xiaobai shredded A’Jin’s robe completely, leaving her bare under his hungry gaze. His lips latched onto her twin peaks, sucking aggressively, while his throbbing heavenly pillar pressed against her forbidden valley, hot and demanding.

"You—ugh...!" A’Jin groaned, her voice breaking as her body betrayed her.

"Payback for the poison," Su Xiaobai growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he thrust forward, burying himself in her entirely.

"Ahhh! You dare—mmph!" Her words were swallowed as Su Xiaobai kissed her roughly, his tongue claiming her mouth as if it was his right.

"Mmmghhh... idiot!" A’Jin squirmed, her fists pounding weakly against his chest before falling limp. The flood of Yin Qi transferring from him into her body overwhelmed her senses, replacing resistance with heated moans.

Her legs curled tightly around his waist, locking him in place.

"First Sister...?" Mei Lian whispered, her face crimson as she watched her usually fierce leader fall apart.

"Look at her face!" Rong Xin gasped, her voice trembling with suppressed laughter. "She’s glowing... She’s actually enjoying this!"

"Wait... First Sister is...?" Mei Lian’s eyes widened as her gaze dropped between A’Jin’s legs, where a faint redness bloomed.

"An unopened lotus!?" Rong Xin finished, her tone a mix of disbelief and amusement.

Slap!

Su Xiaobai’s hand came down on A’Jin’s plump buttocks, the sharp sound echoing through the room.

"Ahhh! Stop—ugh...!" Her voice cracked, but her moans betrayed her as Su Xiaobai’s relentless rhythm shook her to her core.

Her proud composure shattered entirely. The once-dominant First Sister was now mewling beneath him, her face flushed, her nails scraping at his back in desperation.

"Mmm... nghh... more...!" Her legs tightened around him, her body arching to meet his every thrust.

The other women stared, their jaws nearly hitting the floor.

"Who knew First Sister could look like this..." Rong Xin muttered, licking her lips.

"Should we help her?" Mei Lian asked, her voice trembling as her fingers toyed nervously with her robe.

Su Xiaobai wasn’t done. Driven purely by instinct, he flipped A’Jin over, her legs dangling over his shoulders as he pounded into her mercilessly.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Ahnnn! No—don’t...!" A’Jin’s cries were a mix of protest and pleasure as her body shook violently beneath him.

By now, the other women couldn’t hold back any longer. Their robes slipped from their shoulders as they approached the bed. One by one, they joined, their eyes glinting with lust.

Rong Xin was the first to climb onto Su Xiaobai’s back, her hands running over his sweat-slicked shoulders. "Be gentle with me, big guy," she purred, before yelping as he threw her down.

Mei Lian followed, her shy demeanor replaced by unrestrained desire as she hugged him, gasping, "It’s my turn...!"

Su Xiaobai worked through them like a man possessed. Each one fell under him, their moans filling the room as his movements left them trembling and spent.

Essence dripped from their valleys, their legs giving out as they sprawled across the bed, tongues hanging out.

"This... this is heaven," Su Xiaobai muttered, his grin stretching wider than it had any right to. He leaned down, once again claiming A’Jin’s lips like a conqueror marking his territory.

"Y-You’re a monster," A’Jin moaned, her voice shaky and weak, yet her traitorous arms hugged him closer.

"Monster?" Su Xiaobai smirked, biting her lower lip as he flipped her over like a sack of rice. "No. I’m the farmer, and you’re tonight’s plowed field."

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Ahhh! Damn you—stop!" A’Jin cried out, though her nails clawing his back said otherwise.

"Not stopping until you’re as dry as a desert," Su Xiaobai growled, gripping her hips like a beast going for the kill.

From the side, Rong Xin strolled over, her "Heavenly Peaks" bouncing as if drawn by magnetic force.

"I’ll take his mouth," she purred, grabbing Su Xiaobai’s head like a prize she won at a festival. She shoved her chest against his face, her nipples grazing his lips. "Suck these, you savage!"

"Mmph!" Su Xiaobai didn’t argue. His mouth latched on immediately, his tongue swirling like he was tasting fine wine, even as his hips relentlessly battered A’Jin below him.

Meanwhile, Mei Lian, shaking like a leaf in the wind, hesitated before straddling his lap. "P-Ple-Please be gentle..."

Su Xiaobai looked at her and grinned. "Gentle? I’ll be gentle-ish." His hands shot out, gripping her soft thighs as he yanked her down onto him like a child slamming a door shut.

"Ahhhhhh!" Mei Lian squealed, her shy facade shattering as her voice hit notes that could make glass crack.

"I... I can’t—ahhh!" Rong Xin gasped, her eyes rolling back like dice in a gambler’s hands. Her body trembled violently as Su Xiaobai switched between her "Peaks" like a connoisseur sampling delicacies.

Mei Lian clung to him desperately, her cries growing louder with every thrust. "I-I’m gonna—nghhh!"

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

By the end, the once-proud courtesans were sprawled across the bed like discarded ragdolls, their legs twitching and their tongues lolling out.

Su Xiaobai stood at the center of the chaos, sweat glistening on his chest like he was posing for a painting. His grin was wide, wicked, and entirely too smug. He reached out, brushing a strand of sweat-soaked hair from A’Jin’s flushed face.

"Ready for round two?"

"Don’t even think about it," A’Jin croaked, her glare lacking its usual menace as her limp body betrayed her.

But Su Xiaobai? He was feeling like a million spirit stones. Most of the poison was gone, though he couldn’t help but think, If I had a few more women, I’d be good as new.

A’Jin, meanwhile, was stuck glaring at him like he’d just eaten her last dumpling. Her limbs refused to move, her body limp from absorbing most of his excess Yin Qi. Unlike him, she didn’t have specialized veins to handle the storm, leaving her like a wrung-out towel.

But Su Xiaobai didn’t care. Consequences were for future him. Right now, panting women sprawled across the room? Chef’s kiss.

Grinning like the shameless rogue he was, he grabbed A’Jin’s silky hair, wrapping it around his still-throbbing "Dragon."

Her eyes widened in horror. "You wouldn’t—"

But he would.

Thwap!

"Ngghk!"